It's as delicious as ever, but this time it's a little different from before.

The taste is more intense, and the ingredients used in the cooking and the freshness of the ingredients are brought out at the same time. This made Wayne have to feel that taste is indeed an important ability, and at the same time, he has a deeper understanding of Dry Hinata Child's cooking.

If you don't enter this line, you won't know how deep the water is.

A simple piece of sushi tests not only the ingredients, but also the sashimi knife skills and the grip when kneading the sushi.

"It is a fruit vinegar made from apple juice to make the neon rice not so acidic, but will have a hint of fruity sweetness, the thin and moderate thickness of the sashimi without the slightest fishy smell is taken from the freshest part of the ingredients, sweet and sour, fresh and this special blend of light soy sauce can be described as the ultimate match..."

blurted out the feeling of eating it, and Wayne didn't notice the surprise on Hinata Hinata in the slightest.

It's not surprising that a good chef can eat the ingredients and processes that go into cooking, but strangely enough, Wayne wasn't a chef seven days ago, and she vividly remembers asking her if she had the talent to be a chef.

After eating the sushi by himself, Wayne slowly put down his chopsticks, and when he noticed Hinata Hinako's surprise, he couldn't help laughing, "What's wrong?" Weird, isn't it? ”

"It's strange how you say that a person who has never studied cooking can become a qualified chef in seven days?" Hinata threw the question to Wayne.

Wayne smiled and looked at the board for a moment, "Can I borrow it from your kitchen?" ”

"Please."

Wayne walked into the kitchen, these tools were not available in the MC world, after all, the progress of that world was only at the stage of 1000 years ago.

Slowly picking up the kitchen knife, I was thinking about a question in my mind, what to do?

My mind began to reminisce about the delicious food I had eaten in my mouth, but in the end, I locked on a very simple Chinese dish.

Fish-flavored shredded pork.

In my memory, this dish is full of the flavor of my mother, and I used to like to eat it very much, almost once or twice a week.

Black fungus, carrots, bamboo shoots, pork and green peppers, plus a ripe tomato.

But seeing that all the side dishes were placed on the table by Wayne, the kitchen knife in his hand was clenched, and the nervousness of cooking for the first time came spontaneously, he took a deep breath, and the next moment, Wayne moved.

Carrying knives like flying, ingredients like heavenly maidens scattering flowers, in the eyes of Hinata Zi, those ingredients were cut into filaments of size and length by his skillful knife skills, and then landed steadily on their respective plates.

This kind of knife skill is like a pleasing art to the eye.

The wide-eyed dry Hinata gradually fell into a trance at this moment.

Mix the sauce, heat the pan, and the ingredients in turn, stir-fry over high heat, and the fragrance gradually spreads.

When a plate of steaming fish-flavored shredded meat was placed in front of Hinata Zi, Wayne, who was wearing an apron, wiped his hands and smiled, "Taste it, the taste of my hometown." ”

In the eye, the color is already there, whether it is the red sauce or the color match between the side dishes, it is undoubtedly full marks.

Dry Hinata was aroused by the slightest appetite, and couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks and slowly put them in her mouth.

In an instant, spicy, sour, sweet, crispy, tender, and numb multiple tastes exploded in the mouth instantly, and in his mind, the not far East slowly took shape in his mind, passing through high-rise buildings, and came to an ordinary home, which was the back of a gentle woman, and a feeling called warmth slowly lingered.

Dry Hinata couldn't help but open her slightly moist eyes, looking at the work in front of her, which can only be regarded as a beginner's work, and an emotion called shock brewed in her heart, "It's actually ... Kitchen heart...'

"Do you think I have a talent as a chef?"

"It's not about talent, it's about the mind, what you want to convey through cooking."

"Delivery?"

"Actually, Mr. Wayne is very talented, at least you can eat the chef's heart."

This conversation came to mind, and she said these words half-truths and half-truths at that time, and there was no lack of relief in them, but now? She felt that she might have to overturn her previous statement, chefs, she really needed talent.

A short time later, Wayne said goodbye, not asking how Hinata tasted, perhaps he had gotten the answer he wanted from his subtle expression.

Hinata picked up her phone and couldn't help but send a text message to Fuyumi Mizuhara.

"Suwon-senpai, do you think a person can really become a qualified chef in just one week from a beginner?"

After sending this text message, she was still reminiscing about the heart of the dish, and with a dinging prompt, Mizuhara Fuyumi's reply came.

"Are you kidding? This kind of fantastical thing, which chef has not been tempered a thousand times? Do you know what the definition of qualified is for us? At the very least, it must be able to establish a foothold in the Far Moon High School. ”

Seeing this, Hinako smiled bitterly, she really wanted to tell Mizuhara Fuyumi that there was really such a person, she saw it today, and she ate the dishes he cooked. But alas, Mizuhara Fuyumi will definitely not believe it.

But said that Wayne's side, at this moment, his heart seemed to be as excited as if he had successfully pretended to be a wave of force in front of the woman he liked, what could be more happy than being impressed by the woman he admired?

Wayne, who couldn't help but whistle, felt in his heart that the food was actually very pleasant.